The Sick and Gloomy Bamboo Horse Was Stunned by My Kiss

Zhong Congshuang's fingers gripped the book blue and white, and he pretended to be calm: "It's nothing, you may just memorize this section thoroughly."

The students in Class 3 looked at Jiang Ning nervously, for fear that Jiang Ning would lose.

Who knows that Zhong Congshuang didn't finish speaking, and Jiang Ning read out the section that Zhong Congshuang just used to demonstrate. For example, Zhong Congshuang's proud and fluent accent doesn't know where to hear it, it's just that Dimensionality reduction rolling.

When did a group of people in Class 3 have seen such a beautiful way of recitation like a stage play, and they all looked at Jiang Ning in admiration.

When the bell finally rang, the bell fled from Frost. Jiang Rou and the other group of people gave Jiang Ning a surprised look and left quickly.

Fortunately, Zhong Congshuang is the one who is looking for the fault, and they are a little bit more embarrassed.

All the people in Class 3 crowded around in surprise.

"Finally raised my eyebrows, I was so angry that I always felt that the girl surnamed Zhong was deliberate. Say no one in our class offends her, right?"

Jiang Ning said with a guilty conscience: "No." The number one culprit is here.

"I laughed so hard. Look at her last look. But, Jiang Ning, honestly, did you secretly ask a foreign teacher to recite it in advance? You are also a blind cat and a dead mouse."

"How do you say it, Jiang Ning is also a beautiful blind cat anyway."

Jiang Ning: "..." Anyone who makes her a scumbag is already deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The head teacher looked at a group of teenagers and girls from behind, and couldn’t help but laugh. He just recovered from Jiang Ning’s second paragraph and recorded the video, which he planned to send to Jiang Ning’s parents to make them happy. .

He planned to call Jiang Ning to the office to find out about her recent studies.

But when he squeezed a group of noisy students and walked over, Jiang Ning had quickly disappeared with his schoolbag on his back.

head teacher:"…"

Really slipped faster than anyone after school.

"Is there a person named Wen Congshuang in the class?"

Half an hour later, Jiang Ning was already in Yan Yixie's villa, sitting on the floor, eating snacks and vividly telling what happened at the evening meeting.

The daily campus life is actually lacklustre, but Jiang Ning will still rack his brains to talk about something fun every time he comes to see Yan Yixie.

Hearing Yan Yixie's question, Jiang Ning had three black lines on his forehead: "Zhong Congshuang, whose surname is Zhong, when a monk hits the bell for a day."

For two years in the same class, Yan Yixie dare to remember no classmate at all.

"Why did she aim at you, you have private grievances?" Yan Yixie's tone made people feel chilly when she said this.

Jiang Ning quickly raised his head to look at the housekeeper.

She thought that since Yan Yixie had asked the housekeeper to investigate his family's private affairs and knew about his father's affairs, she should also know that she had been running behind Xu Mingyi's buttocks since wearing open pants, and Zhong Congshuang seemed to like Xu Mingyi.

Don't Yan Yixie still know?

The butler stood behind Yan Yixie, still standing straight with his hands overlapped.

He shook his head at Jiang Ning in a cold sweat.

When Jiang Ning first came to the old castle, someone broke into the young master's life, causing the young master's lifeless life to make waves. He also concealed part of the information and did not know everything about the young master.

Now, I'm afraid it's too late, the young master must have thought that he deliberately deceived, and there is no doubt that he will be furious.

Jiang Ning immediately understood the butler's expression.

"What are you looking at at each other?" Yan Yi thanked him unhappily, and then glared at the housekeeper.

The old butler quickly recovered his expressionless face.

Jiang Ning had no choice but to jokingly break off: "Probably because she is jealous of me for looking good."

When she said this, no matter how thick-skinned she was, she couldn't help but blush.

I thought the teenager would mock her, but he nodded thoughtfully, "So it's like this."

Jiang Ning: "..."

Jiang Ning couldn't hold back the raised corners of his mouth, and changed the subject and said, "Why don't I push you to walk by the river."

"Don't go." Yan Yixie refused habitually.

Yan Yixie actually doesn't like going out, let alone being in crowded places. The gaze of others would often fall on his lap, with surprise or pity in their eyes.

The gangsters who came to die like last time are not just a few waves.

Although Yan Yixie has turned a blind eye to others for so many years, he finds it troublesome to deal with them often.

Jiang Ning said, "Summer is almost over. The next time you go out, it will be autumn."

Yan Yixie looked out the French window.

As spring passes and autumn comes, the trees in the yard will always be those few trees, growing, withering, withering, and snowing. He almost closed his eyes, and he was able to depict the monotonous scenes that he faced day after day.

but…

At this moment, there seems to be something different, the reed dancing in the wind and the fireflies in the midsummer night will pop out of my mind.

The heart beat slightly.

It was as if gray and white suddenly added a hint of color.

Seeing the boy's silence, Jiang Ning walked behind him involuntarily and suddenly pushed his wheelchair forward: "Don't hesitate. Silence means promise. Let's go to the river to play."

Yan Yi thanked him angrily: "Let go!"

Jiang Ning let go obediently, and said aggrieved: "Let go and let go, can you stop getting angry?"

Yan Yixie buckled the remote control of the automatic wheelchair with his right hand, and said awkwardly, "Who is angry?"

After a few seconds, he said, "Don't move, I can walk by myself."

The old housekeeper smiled slightly and looked at the back of Yan Yixie pushing the wheelchair and Jiang Ning out. He was only a short distance behind, holding the blanket to follow.

It was still very hot in the evening, and the setting sun fell a little bit from the edge of the sea in the distance, from sky to sea like a pouring dye tank, from blood red to orange red, and then gradually transitioned from crimson to golden blue.

Yan Yixie and Jiang Ning passed through the reed last time and stopped by the river.

From here, you can vaguely see a lot of people playing on the lower seaside in the distance, but it is very quiet here, and the wind rustles the reeds, like whispering in the ears.

Jiang Ning put his schoolbag aside, squatted by the river, and reached out to try the river water.

Cold and clear.

I can vaguely see fish swimming in it.

Jiang Ning hasn’t seen this river in Haishi for many years since she went to study abroad. She was full of nostalgia for her teenage years. She couldn’t help taking off her shoes and socks, rolling up her trouser legs, and stepping into a shallower one. In the stream.

The girl's ankles were white and slender, and the setting sun sprinkled in the stream, as if she had coated her skin with a shallow gold border.

She wears baby blue short sleeves and white trousers, which looks soft and lively.

Yan Yi paused for a while, don't start, and said coldly: "Come up quickly and be careful to drown."

Jiang Ning choked, couldn't help picking up a handful of water, and flicked two drops of water on Yan Yixie's face: "Do you have to speak so badly?"

Yan Yixie looked into the distance blankly, and the wind blew his pale forehead: "What should I say?"

Jiang Ning looked at him and said with a smile: "For example, I am worried about you, so come up quickly."

Yan Yixie's face turned dark: "Don't be narcissistic, who will worry about you? I won't save you if you drown."

He finished saying this, but no one answered.

There was a long silence in the river.

Yan Yixie was stunned for a moment, then turned his head abruptly, where can I still see Jiang Ning?

Only in the depths of the river where there is a vortex, a series of splashes appeared.

"Jiang Ning, stop making trouble." Yan Yi thanked him in a solemn voice.

He knew that Jiang Ning was very good at water.

"Jiang Ning, if you make trouble, I will leave you behind."

Still no one answered, the river was suffocatingly quiet.

Only in that part of the unclear water, there are constantly bubbles coming out.

In an instant, Yan Yixie's expression suddenly changed.

He jumped down without thinking.

The figure of the young white robe looked like a reckless fish in the sunset.